My father and I aren’t lumber jacks by trade, but occasionally we dabble.
The day after Christmas, while most were shopping, my dad and I set out to trim back part of this huge tree that threatened to smash part of our house–had it fallen during a storm or high winds. It was no small task however. The pieces, which hung over our roof, needed to be cut in such a way that they wouldn’t fall directly on the house, but rather straight to the ground.
My dad and I devised a system that worked well enough, it involved me staying on the ground and pulling a chain that was wrapped around the limb that was being cut. Then right before the branch was to fall I would pull it away from the house.
It was fun and although it wasn’t the typical Christmas activity, it was certainly a memory that I’ll have for a while.
Andrew Nemeth
my dad and i did that not long ago…our story ended with him falling off the extension ladder…i’ll remember it for a while but for very different reasons
Anthony
2:11 am - 01/01/2010